#merry christmas to those who celebrate^^

[itsnicsalad]

i made another picrew :"D a quick one bc i didnt feel like spending too much time on it rip

[isjasz]

[Day 180]

I started what I wanted to draw tdy too late so have more preening ft. the Christmas sweaters :D

[writing-for-life]

Morpheus (redraw)—Old Man Biscuit/P. Craig Russell

Full Source:

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #162

5 times someone was trusted with Peter only to later realize how special that was + 1 time they already knew

The first five are like, Happy picking Peter up from school and bitching about it, only to realize how much his boss trusts him when he's later asked to pick up Morgan from preschool

Pepper being asked to comfort Peter while Tony is on a mission, only to realize how important that is when she sees them reunite and Peter fully breaks down with relief in Tony's arms

Rhodey being asked to stop Peter from suiting up during a dangerous situation, only to realize after multiple escape attempts how capable his best friend believes him to be

May letting Tony mentor Peter, only for Tony to also come to see him as his son and realize May was trusting him with her entire world

etc.

The +1 is either: May puts Tony as backup guardian if anything happens to her, and by the time something does Tony fully understands how special that is

Or: After witnessing countless examples of father-son behavior, the Rogues are suddenly trusted to keep Peter safe during a dangerous situation (maybe a kidnapping? an attack?). The fact that Tony trusts them with his son's safety, even after everything, speaks volumes

Bonus:

Or both! 5+2 anyone? :)

[tgtbata]

learn to live, to subsist / in hope i look nice when i suffer

[llemon-soda]

cozy

[baekhyunnybyun]

Try Again — [d.ear x JAEHYUN] Try Again - SM Station Jaehyun in Every Era ↳ Missing Jaehyun Hours: Week 8 of 79

[banditblvd]

Uh happy holidays and whatnot take the bandit equivalent to a lump of coal

[multiverse-of-multifandoms]

ALICENT HIGHTOWER & RHAENYRA TARGARYEN HOUSE OF THE DRAGON "The Lord of the Tides"

[marsmarbles]

IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!

Through contractual obligation you are now required to wish me a happy birthday for 1 WHOLE SECOND OF GOOD LUCK!

[randomtacoscry]

Icemav/Hangster Sister Edits ARE HERE

(this one's also pretty loud so put your device on like 2)

[anewp0tat0]

Black Butler Amino, Black Arts Magazine - Holiday Party

it doesn't quite look like a holiday party from here, but what I imagined as a humble little piece is~~ Ciel and Lizzy sneak away from the big bustling midford Christmas party and raid the kitchen desserts, like they did when they were kids(it was Lizzy's idea, Ciel clearly hasn't been himself since he returned, and she wanted to bring him back).

[bardockarts]

Family Christmas photo~

What a quaint little Earth holiday!!

[ask-yandere-sim]

*gives osoro and umeji Christmas hats and runs away*

[plusultraetc]

I feel like All Might tried to dress up as Santa for an event one year, complete with an 'I AM HERE! TO DELIVER PRESENTS!' and the bad news is he was very obviously not Santa but the good news is every single child present was so excited to see All Might they totally forgot about that other dude

[kiarrahatesboys]

Realistically, today had been a good day. Most of Lena's technology worked perfectly, and any tweaks she needed to make went smoothly. Nia had bought her coffee. At a private moment around noon, Kara had kissed her cheek before flying off to do rounds on the city.

Lena, however, stands in the hallway of Kara’s apartment building wishing she could punch a hole or twelve into the drywall. Her keys - including the spare key to the loft that she had been given - fall out of her hand to the floor, and she feels the tension in her chest build.

It takes an eternal four seconds to pick them up, unlock the door, and step inside.

Kara stands by her kitchen sink, sipping from her purple water bottle. “Hi, baby.”

There is no will to look over and smile in response. Lena drops her purse on the floor and trudges straight to the bed. She falls face-first into it, feet dangling in the air.

All the blankets and abandoned clothes from this morning smell familiar. Lemon and woodsmoke – Kara. Lena likes to joke that the woodsmoke smell is because she flies so fast she burns up.

She can feel the furrow in her eyebrows, and what's worse is that she has no idea why it's there. It was a good day. She didn't even have to make a pit stop at Luthor Corp to put out any fires. There's nothing wrong.

The lack of explanation for her frustration makes her even more frustrated.

“Hey.” The mattress dips as Kara sits down. “Rough day?”

“No,” Lena says into blankets, suddenly near tears. She rolls over onto her back. “That's the thing, it was good. So why am I in meltdown territory?”

Kara’s hand is in her hair – soothing, home, safety. “I’m sorry. Let me help you?”

Lena nods, toeing off her shoes. They clatter to the floor. Kara offers her hands and pulls her into a sitting position. She helps Lena out of her day clothes and expertly offers the right pajamas. Good texture, good match, good breathability.

It takes a moment for her to start pulling them on as she prepares to go from stationary to in motion. The clean air surrounding her body after she changes helps to lessen the dread in her shoulders. Kara knows the little details to make her comfortable - hood up over her head, a fresh pair of socks. Once dressed, Lena flops over onto her side and curls up tight.

Kara leans over to kiss her head. She draws the curtains. The room becomes dark, and Lena feels her eyebrows relax. It’s a warm summer day outside, and the sun has made its presence clear. The darkness now dampening her vision offers peace.

“Do you want me around?” Kara asks, voice soft.

“Yes, please.” Lena sounds childlike. Her voice is fragile, muffled under her hands.

“Okay, scooch. Make room.”

Lena falls limp as a smile ghosts her face.

“Wow. Okay.” Kara heaves a dramatic sigh.

She feels Kara’s arms snake under her body. For a moment, she’s weightless, and then she’s gently set a foot or two over from where she was before. The mattress bounces again as Kara settles.

Lena reaches behind her to pull Kara's arm over her stomach and takes a deep breath.

“Good girl,” Kara says innocently.

“Hmm?”

“The deep breath. Proud of you.”

Lena’s body feels warm with love. “Thanks.”

The conversation lulls. Lena keeps breathing. Cool air keeps her temperature regulated under a hoodie and Kara’s body. Tension still weighs in her chest, but the accommodations matter. Kara doesn't even ask what she needs, she just knows. Lena barely has to move. She's surrounded by so much love.

“I wish I knew what was wrong.” she says into silence.

Kara hums, sounding sleepy and content.

“Like, nothing bad happened. I had a good day. Why do I feel like I want to implode?”

“You’re autistic, love.” Kara slips her hand beneath Lena’s hoodie to hold her tummy. “That happens. Sometimes there's no answer. I know you don't like that, I’m sorry.”

Lena hates how whiny she sounds. “But I want an answer! I want something to fix.”

“I know, baby.”

She sighs, then rolls over into Kara’s embrace. Having nothing to blame makes the situation feel unresolved. Agitation swirls in her gut, but she knows there's nothing to be done. Sometimes there are just days where the world is too much.

“Too much world.” Lena mumbles.

Kara puts a hand in her hair. “I know. I’m sorry. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

As much as the lack of answer makes things unfinished, the hoodie helps. Having the hood up helps. She has clean socks and a dark room. Her girlfriend loves her, and is warm and solid against her.

Despite it all, she's loved. And that’s important too.

"Thank you." she whispers into darkness.

Kara scratches gently at her scalp. "Always, baby."

Always.